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[ so when the feed first comes on, it's mostly of the ceiling and possibly the top half of a very messy head of hair. black hair, ruffled around a little more than necessary, but hey. what'cha gonna do when there aren't any brooms to get on? I mean really.

the audio picks up what sounds like the ends of a conversation-- ]

I'm going-- of course it's a good idea, Moony! Why wouldn't-- oh, whoops.

[ and then the camera moves around a little, shifting and changing until eventually it's picking up the face of one (1) james potter. he looks quite similar to a certain harry, if you've met the boy, but a little younger. a little less war-scarred. more specifically lacking one certain forehead scar. ]

Guess I turned this on. [ have a sheepish little grin here, tranquility. ] This muggle techy-nology still confuses me. [ and then his eyes move over the camera, where a different voice can be heard. though not really loud enough to be made out, and james just laughs. ] No, I still-- I'm not going to send everyone a ruddy smile, Pads.

[ and then he's back. ]

Anyway, 'ello Tranquility. Name's James Potter. I'm not really new - came on last month - but we had a few... difficulties. [ pirates, learning you’re going to die in three years, meeting your son, etc etc etc. ] Couldn't properly introduce myself.

Though that isn’t the only reason for this message, as delightful as I might--

James, watch it--!

[and that’s Sirius, from somewhere off-screen, and the camera is really in for it now, because Sirius throws himself forward, knocking James flat with a yelp--there’s this weird garbled growling sound; they have just dodged some sort of flying object. like maybe someone has enchanted a very heavy ball-shaped something to try to kill them. badly enchanted.

more shaking, more movement--really no one should be worried because they’re laughing, or at least James and Sirius are--but after a few moments, the picture (and James) straightens back out. in another corner of the room. ]

Right! As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, I’ve figured out what the problem is with this ship. [ dramatic pause. ] We’re all bloody bored. Out of our minds.

Back home we have this sport - called it Quidditch. Granted, it requires a few supplies; balls, hoops, brooms and the like, but it is brilliant. Requires strategy, skill, everything you could think of.

Now, most non-wizarding folk probably don’t know about Quidditch. Which is fine, really, it’s not too difficult to teach. Just so happens I’m a great teacher when it comes to these things, so you lot are in luck. [ have another grin, tranquility. just because. ] Won’t be for everyone, also, but if anyone’s interested we could try and set something up. We’ll have to change the rules around a bit - we’re severely lacking brooms, for one - but I’m sure we can figure something out.

Let me know! You can just...message me. On this? Yeah? [ and he’s looking up again, as if he’s checking with someone else in the room. ] Okay. Yes-- no, I know how to, Sirius I swear if you--

[ the device is dropped. or set down very quickly, either way it's recording the ceiling while there is more commotion and more laughter in the background until someone in the room has the decency to pick it back up again. ]

Right, excuse me--

[As James and Sirius bicker, Remus grabs the communicator.]

Before you all go clamoring to join, let me tell you all that Quidditch is extremely dangerous. And considering we don’t have-- we don’t have magical ways to heal, you two, now stop fussing-- I think a warning should be issued.

Quidditch consists of, among other things, two balls magically flying and doing their best to break every bone in your body. You won’t be flying, thank god, but broken arms, skulls, jaws, etc, have been known to occur. People have lost bones and had to regrow them. People have-- well, died. Frankly.

That being said: James, nor Sirius, nor I, will be actively trying to hurt you. Obviously. And I’ll be standing by, ready to help anyone who gets hurt. But you really need to be quite tough to play this game-- and don’t take that as some macho challenge, please, just-- be careful. It would be better if no one played at all, to be frank, it would be better if we found some other game to play--

[ more wrestling of the feed goes here, and james once again returns triumphant. ]

Also! Before I forget, could Miss Raven-- [ there’s a pause, where james realizes he doesn’t know her last name and just shakes his head. ] You know who you are! You’re the one dating my mate over here. Anyways, it has come to my attention that we have not yet been acquainted. Which, and I’m not sure about you, but I find this to be a travesty. That should be fixed. As soon as possible, really.

So let me know when you’d like to meet, yeah?

[ and there goes the feed. ]

[ ooc: and fair warning, your message may be answered by any of our three marauders here: James, Sirius and/or Remus. though your chances of it being all three are also very high. who knows, you might get lucky. ]

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Well, we're only called Miss or Mister when one of our professors is addressing us usually, right? I definitely don't want to give that kind of-- I'm not sure what I'm trying to say, actually. But I'm going to try and call you Remus.

[ She smiles back warmly. ]

Brought is a strong word, I think. I just happened to find it in my locker. With my wand.

[ And a photo of her family, but that doesn't feel like something to brag about. More like something to feel a tiny bit embarrassed about, actually. Especially given that she's like twelve in the photo and no one needs to see that. No one. ]

I think ti rather a blessing we've all been given our wands. Have you met everyone? James and Sirius and the like.

I haven't met Sirius yet. Or... Lily.

Did you all arrive together?

Oh, no, not at all. I was first, when I was older-- and then Sirius came-- and then I came again, at my current age-- and then there was Lily, and then James, and then Harry. And now you!

But you... can't remember the first time, right? Because it didn't happen yet?

Harry's right. This is like someone threw a time turner end over end and just let things happen in whatever order.

I can't remember it-- but I think it still happened. I don't know. It's best not to think of it, I find.

That sounds like the smartest route in this case.

What do you make of all this anyway?

The ship? Or the time differences?

Frankly, I don't know either way. It's . . . I don't know. There are some muggles here who are trying to figure it out via science, but I don't know how close they are to making a breakthrough.

Speaking of the muggles-- they know what we are. All of us. Witches, wizards, werewolves-- et cetera.

The ship, yeah.

That is... really weird. We've been taught our whole lives to keep that all secret from them. I mean, obviously some can handle it, since we've got plenty of muggle-born witches and wizards and their families integrate... sort of well. [ That's not a ringing endorsement, Ginny. ]

[He shrugs.]

Some of them come from worlds and have different powers than our own. And I think after being kidnapped to a ship where hundreds of people come from different times and places, they're able to handle a little magic as well.

[ Hard to argue with that. ]

You said you've been here how long now?

Fourteen months. I believe.

That's... a long time.

[Quietly:]

Yes, it is.

[A beat. He sighs.]

In any case: welcome.

Thanks. Ah... Sorry if I've made things kind of... [ She waves her hand in lieu of some word that is probably a synonym to melancholy or depressing. ] I'll come by later with my broom, maybe?

It's perfectly all right. And I suppose you wouldn't know this of your professor, but I'm rather an awful flier. But, ah, we do have Merlin here. He's rather interested to learn to fly, if you'd want to give him lessons.

...Merlin.

[ What. ]

Give flying lessons to Merlin?

Yes, that's rather how we all reacted. He's quite charming, though!

Wh-

[ Then Ginny grins wide. ]

This is brilliant!

It is, isn't it. He-- we've compared magic before, his skills are far less refined but far more powerful-- he doesn't even use a wand!

That is absolutely mental. But I guess if anyone could do without a wand, it would be bleedin' Merlin.

[He laughs, startled by that minor bit of cursing.]

True. He really is amazing, though. I mean, his powers are fantastic. But he's much less arrogant than you'd think! And Guinevere is here as well--

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